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Is MH370 coming home?

autumn

A piece has surfaced,
after more than a year,
will MH370 be found?
Is this a clue to follow?

A mystery that deepens,
more questions asked,
answers we don’t know,
a search that continues.

Families in limbo,
each day a nightmare,
waiting for news,
alive or dead, no news.

A closure not in sight,
the pain fresh as yesterday,
they cannot move on,
hope drowning, only darkness.

The ocean as intimidating,
a disappearance unanswered,
is MH370 in a watery grave,
asleep, silent, awaiting.

Hold this glimmer of hope,
the horizon within reach,
the mystery unravelling,
is MH370 coming home?

By C.E. Pereira
(6-8-2015)

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